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I've never been more stressed in my life. Honestly. I know I say that like more than once a week but I'm 100% sure this time. I have never been this stressed ever. So I missed Friday because of Show Choir competition. Hm- not going into details but uh if Mrs. El-Khouri turned our score into a grade for the class we'd all get a 49. I'm so glad my choir is good. Ha. So I missed Friday and then on Sunday I wake up from a nap and my eye is all red. So I just assume it's because I'm tired and I just woke up and yada yada. But it doesn't really go away so I go to my mom and she freaks "WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME EARLIER!!!!" "sorry.. i thought i was just tired". So we went to Patient First, wait 10 minutes, the doctor comes in... "conjunctivitis" (aka pink eye). oh kewel. so i got eye drops and had to stay home monday. So pretty much in the 2 days of school I missed, I managed to get a least a week behind in nealy all of my classes. I don't get that. I don't think it's fair for someone who missed 2 days of school to have 4 million things to make up. But whatever. I'm over it.
So when I went in Miss Niemeier's room in extended study today to make up the MC part of the test, she had to take her students to that stupid assembly. So instead of rescheduling she told me to just take the test while they were gone. It was a really strange feeling. Like, I was surprised she trusted me to be in a room alone for an hour taking a test. Like, it'd be SO easy for me to cheat (which I didn't. duh. I'm a good person.) So after I finished my test I just sat there for the longest time. I haven't been that relaxed in a long time. And it was really strange, feeling relaxed in Miss Niemeier's room. I mean, of all people! Miss Niemeier stresses me out more than anyone! It was really quiet. Bright lights. Clean table. I started my homework and what I got done in that 30 minutes would've taken me at least an hour at home. I was so focused. It was the best way to end the day.
So on the bus I played Mario until my computer ran out of battery (like 5 minutes) and then turned on the Decemberists and stared out the window. If any band could make me feel different emotions without me even paying attention to the lyrics, its the Decemberists. My favorite songs: Yankee Bayonet, O Valencia!, and Summersong. I love music. But not all music. I like my music. I like the music that will fit whatever mood I'm in. Decemberists, Sherwood, Eisley. I love that feeling. Like I could be in the worst mood ever or the best mood ever and one of those bands would surely fit my mood. Decemberists go either way. Sherwood is more for good moods and Eisley more for bad. But anyway, my point is, if I were deaf I think I would die.
I don't have time to finish this. Too many things to do. Fucking conjunctivitis.
So when I went in Miss Niemeier's room in extended study today to make up the MC part of the test, she had to take her students to that stupid assembly. So instead of rescheduling she told me to just take the test while they were gone. It was a really strange feeling. Like, I was surprised she trusted me to be in a room alone for an hour taking a test. Like, it'd be SO easy for me to cheat (which I didn't. duh. I'm a good person.) So after I finished my test I just sat there for the longest time. I haven't been that relaxed in a long time. And it was really strange, feeling relaxed in Miss Niemeier's room. I mean, of all people! Miss Niemeier stresses me out more than anyone! It was really quiet. Bright lights. Clean table. I started my homework and what I got done in that 30 minutes would've taken me at least an hour at home. I was so focused. It was the best way to end the day.
So on the bus I played Mario until my computer ran out of battery (like 5 minutes) and then turned on the Decemberists and stared out the window. If any band could make me feel different emotions without me even paying attention to the lyrics, its the Decemberists. My favorite songs: Yankee Bayonet, O Valencia!, and Summersong. I love music. But not all music. I like my music. I like the music that will fit whatever mood I'm in. Decemberists, Sherwood, Eisley. I love that feeling. Like I could be in the worst mood ever or the best mood ever and one of those bands would surely fit my mood. Decemberists go either way. Sherwood is more for good moods and Eisley more for bad. But anyway, my point is, if I were deaf I think I would die.
I don't have time to finish this. Too many things to do. Fucking conjunctivitis.